Tie

Chicken:  Yook Edeee, I'm wearin' my tie.
Edee:  Oh....do you want to dance with me?
Chicken:  No.  I can't.
Edee:  Yes you can, you wearin' a tie.  I'll go get my sparkly dess on.  Wait for me to get dessed.

A few minutes later Edee and Chicken come up the stairs holding hands, decked out for church  a royal ball.

Edee:  Mom, we are da prince and da princess.  (They do a few spins and turns)
Chicken:   Yee-ha!

Sometimes they are just too much!